"Think of it," he said to Dave Morningstar, after explaining the
situation. "In all likelihood all that clash of conversation in the
air put them on guard at the Calomares ranch. They were led to suspect
all was not well. And then when the boys landed they were captured.
That can be the only reason for our failure to hear from Bob and
Jack."
Dave attempted sympathetic protest, but Mr. Temple shook his head and
groaned.
"No, something has happened to them," he said. "Oh, I was a fool to
let them go. I'll never forgive myself. If only they were not injured.
If only they were merely made prisoner, I----"
"Hey," said Dave, "look at that signal bulb. Somebody's calling us."
"It's only Frank, calling back, I suppose," groaned Mr. Temple.
But Dave took up a headpiece and began adjusting the tuner knob. In a
moment he tapped Mr. Temple on the bowed shoulder.
"Listen here," he said, and clapped the headpiece over Mr. Temple's
ears.
Similar anxieties to those ruling at the Hampton radio station had
been in control at the cave during the evening hours.
Frank had been frightfully anxious as the hours wore on with no word
from the boys. The flight to the ranch was a short one of only fifty
miles.
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